I have homework; quizzes, papers, practice problems, reviews, a test to study for. I have laundry. I need to clean the room. I need to fix my destroyed nails (thanks work). I should shower and give the new tattoo some TLC.
And here I am blogging. What's wrong with me?
One of the chefs I work with is a prick... and it's exhausting to work with pricks. They're always giving you shit and assuming you'll do something wrong or forget to do it and are just anal, anal, anal. I don't know if he doesn't realize that we all have friends, and some of have school, and just other obligations in general... but he's an uber prick about giving "time off." It's not even really "time off." It's still a 40 hour week for most, just "off" on days they're not 'normally' off (we don't really know what "normal" is just yet). He's giving on the girls a really hard time because she has a doctors appointment that's already been rescheduled twice and she has a two-hour one-way drive. She obviously can't work that night and this douche fag is telling her to reschedule again or come to work that day, leave with barely enough time to get there for her appointment, turn around, and drive back to work. Really? This isn't her career you fucking idiot. She's a college kid that needs money. Back the fuck off. When would be most convenient for you for her to make a trip home to see her family and go to her appointment? Prick.
I'm ready to be done.
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